SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Sep 2022 6:46pm
8th Sep 2022 6:46pm
Queen B...
Queen B I bow unto the world for all to see
French Haitian Creole bloodlines defines royalty created within me
Sitting upon the throne of my wondrous melanin gifts
Kisses you dare to dream upon as you serenade the softness of my scarlet painted lips
Beguiling, as you glance upon the sashay of my curvaceous hips
Ancient rites, I seductively dance for you to commence the night
My soft orb touches, the ecstasy of my scepter, intoxicating asked in the veil of midnight
Sweeten honey drips from the sacredness of my alluring crown ...
French Haitian Creole bloodlines defines royalty created within me
Sitting upon the throne of my wondrous melanin gifts
Kisses you dare to dream upon as you serenade the softness of my scarlet painted lips
Beguiling, as you glance upon the sashay of my curvaceous hips
Ancient rites, I seductively dance for you to commence the night
My soft orb touches, the ecstasy of my scepter, intoxicating asked in the veil of midnight
Sweeten honey drips from the sacredness of my alluring crown ...
#grief
#death
#memorial #respect
#memorial #respect
680 reads
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 6:10pm
9th Nov 2024 6:10pm
Echoes Of Sacrifice
when those brave heroes
bore arms for king and country
innocence was lost
the mustard gas crept
the grim reaper was there ~ to
collect the dead souls
seeping blood in mud
fertilising poppy weed
for rememberence
stark horrors of war
was the putrid remains ~ of
trusted brotherhood
true peace in our time
a fleeting concept ~ never
forget the fallen
honour in silence
with reverence the fallen
for they sacrificed
whispers of the past
echoes of the brave who...
bore arms for king and country
innocence was lost
the mustard gas crept
the grim reaper was there ~ to
collect the dead souls
seeping blood in mud
fertilising poppy weed
for rememberence
stark horrors of war
was the putrid remains ~ of
trusted brotherhood
true peace in our time
a fleeting concept ~ never
forget the fallen
honour in silence
with reverence the fallen
for they sacrificed
whispers of the past
echoes of the brave who...
#military
#senryu
#soldiers
#war
#memorial
126 reads
5 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 00:42am
22nd May 2024 00:42am
at the end of a day
the days end flares like the
expression on a dog's face
trapped on the highway
knowing the jig is up as an
eighteen wheeler approaches
as I settle in for the evening,
nothing more than a mole in a
burrow
laying here smoking
these worn down old
bones into oblivion
I think about writers I
have loved:
Fante
Hemingway
Carroll
Sexton
Kerouac
I wonder where they
have gone
and what they are doing
right now
expression on a dog's face
trapped on the highway
knowing the jig is up as an
eighteen wheeler approaches
as I settle in for the evening,
nothing more than a mole in a
burrow
laying here smoking
these worn down old
bones into oblivion
I think about writers I
have loved:
Fante
Hemingway
Carroll
Sexton
Kerouac
I wonder where they
have gone
and what they are doing
right now
#memorial
#tragedy
189 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 10:02pm
13th Mar 2024 10:02pm
Mourning Haiku from the Cafe
Mourning Haiku from the Cafe
mud on his grave
grows buttercups
for her spring blues
deep dirt
buries his casket
her heart wails
dust in her eyes
from his windblown grave
her tombstone blues
her tresses fly free
from the Mississippi delta blues
no more tears
she wipes dust
from his name etched in marble
tomb of no regrets
sentimental blues
sing in her mourning heart
her teary smile
mud on his grave
grows buttercups
for her spring blues
deep dirt
buries his casket
her heart wails
dust in her eyes
from his windblown grave
her tombstone blues
her tresses fly free
from the Mississippi delta blues
no more tears
she wipes dust
from his name etched in marble
tomb of no regrets
sentimental blues
sing in her mourning heart
her teary smile
#love
#grief
#haiku
#memorial
#graveyard
191 reads
2 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
28th Apr 2020 2:56pm
28th Apr 2020 2:56pm
Exequies for a Bee
(twenty-eight of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
Found a Bee last night
on its last leg
of its short existence.
Got me thinking. . .
a lone(r) individual
now no longer
pollinating his
surroundings, unable
to serve his Queen,
accepts his fate &
waits for the gate
to open.
This Bee lied sideways
barely moving
on my bedroom floor.
i would have set outside
but i knew he would not
survive, so i tried
to make his upcoming
demise
as comfortable as ...
Found a Bee last night
on its last leg
of its short existence.
Got me thinking. . .
a lone(r) individual
now no longer
pollinating his
surroundings, unable
to serve his Queen,
accepts his fate &
waits for the gate
to open.
This Bee lied sideways
barely moving
on my bedroom floor.
i would have set outside
but i knew he would not
survive, so i tried
to make his upcoming
demise
as comfortable as ...
#memorial
#bees
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
490 reads
18 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 11:57am
20th Jan 2025 11:57am
In Every Frame
1990
ABC Television
Laura Palmer
Waiting one week
for another trip
into that fascinating
and terrifying landscape
A master at the helm,
the truest champion
of the creative process
If you know,
you really know
No wonder I like Blue Velvet
and Lost Highways.
Eternally grateful!
ABC Television
Laura Palmer
Waiting one week
for another trip
into that fascinating
and terrifying landscape
A master at the helm,
the truest champion
of the creative process
If you know,
you really know
No wonder I like Blue Velvet
and Lost Highways.
Eternally grateful!
#death
#gratitude
#memorial #respect
#memorial #respect
114 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
13th Jan 2023 9:09pm
13th Jan 2023 9:09pm
Just Heard That Lisa Marie Died
I just heard that the
King of Rock and Roll's daughter
whose name happens to
be Lisa Marie Presley
died from cardiac arrest.
I bet that Elvis
is in his grave wondering
who would be able
to inherit Graceland
from Lisa Marie's demise.
Personally, I
doubt that her mother would be
the one for the job.
So, it might as well be the
one kid named Riley Keough.
It's either her or
one of the kids she had with
Michael Jackson or
Nicolas Cage or this one
guy who's named Michael Lockwood.
King of Rock and Roll's daughter
whose name happens to
be Lisa Marie Presley
died from cardiac arrest.
I bet that Elvis
is in his grave wondering
who would be able
to inherit Graceland
from Lisa Marie's demise.
Personally, I
doubt that her mother would be
the one for the job.
So, it might as well be the
one kid named Riley Keough.
It's either her or
one of the kids she had with
Michael Jackson or
Nicolas Cage or this one
guy who's named Michael Lockwood.
#dark
#death
#dialogue
#memorial
#tragedy
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